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“One day, some girl is gonna walk into your life and flip your whole world upside down and you’re not gonna know what the fuck to do with yourself except drop to your knees and beg her to never leave.”
I give her elbow a gentle pinch. “You’re a little shit, aren’t you?” “Me? You literally never stop.” “I’m like a puppy,” I tell her. “Annoying, untrained, and requires a lot of work?”
“‘Slow Dancing in a Burning Room.’” A slow, sad song, two people who are destined to fail together, kind of like whatever the hell it is we’re doing right now. There’s no way this ends well. It’s bound to go up in flames; we’re just denying the inevitable.
When you start giving pieces of yourself to people who only want to hold on to them until the next person comes along is when treading the water becomes dangerous.
When you love someone so wholly, it makes you weak. You risk pieces of yourself that you can’t afford to lose.
I find myself wondering if everything is always going to be until Olivia, if this is that point in my life where everything changes. The thought is as thrilling as it is confusing and frightening.
“So don’t. Think I could keep you forever.” I bury the feeling that fuels in my chest and burns in my belly way down deep inside me, because that’s a dangerous thing to think he might mean.
“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Never, Ollie. I just want you to consider … consider giving me a shot. Consider me. That’s all I want, Ol. A chance with you.”
Fear is a funny, fickle thing. It’s there to protect you, to keep you from getting hurt, tells you to back up before it’s too late. But it weighs you down, keeping you from moving forward, like feet stuck in mud.
I don’t want to be fractured; I want to be whole. And maybe being whole by yourself is better.
“And for the record,” she shouts, “there’s nothing going on here. He was being a gentleman and walking me back to the bar. Get a real job.” “Uh …” I blink down at her. “Thanks.” “No problem. Now if you’ll excuse me, there’s a martini calling my name.” She struts away, pausing to glance over her shoulder. “Oh, and Carter? You can’t fix your past, but if you want a different future, all you have to do is choose it.”
“That’s no way to live your life. You have a lot to offer someone, Carter, and while it’s important to be able to be happy on your own, having another person to amplify that happiness, to share it with along with all the other special moments, that’s what life’s all about. That’s where it really starts to get fun.”
Hank was sitting there at midnight drinking a glass of chocolate milk because he’d had a dream during his afternoon nap and claimed that his dead wife said somebody might need his help. He’d been sitting there since six in the evening, waiting. Said he knew it was me he was waiting for the second I sank down on the bar stool next to him.”
Her tired giggle is a slow song I want to dance to forever, restarting my heart.
“What if I fall in love with you?” “Then I’ll fall with you, too, Ollie girl.”
I don’t want a love that’s anything other than crazy, and crazy about you is the only way I know to describe how I feel.”
“Can I show you something, Ollie girl?” I whisper against her lips. Of course, Carter. What do you want to show me?” Leaning my forehead against hers, I lay her wet hair over her shoulder before kissing her lips once more. My next breath rocks me to my core, and yet not as much as my next words do. “I want to show you how much I love you.”
As strong as I am, loving her makes me weak too. Our love opens up pieces of me I didn’t know existed, or maybe pieces I’d tucked away.
She’s the moment the rain stops and the sun comes out, lighting up the sky with color, and everything smells new and fresh. She’s the first skate on a frozen lake, surrounded by snowy mountains and pine trees and the freshest breath of air. She’s rolling over in the middle of the night, pulling that warm body into yours and curling around it, and everything’s just right.

